![]() ![]() Either way, twenty minutes into my search for any kind of edible berry or dandelion-one of the few wild plants I knew I could eat-I realized that I couldn’t see the road. Or maybe in my exhausted haze yesterday I wandered further from the road than I thought. ![]() Fortunately, I was able to get up and move around without passing out-always a good sign when you’re low on sustenance-but the telltale shake in my hands made it clear I needed to make food my biggest priority. ![]() My back was stiff from sleeping in a fetal position and an all too familiar ache in my joints told me I overdid it yesterday. No one was prepared for the end of the world. The right person would put the right plan in place and boom, no more power outage. ![]() We had infrastructure and a big, rich government. We actually had competitions to see who could come up with the best first world-problem. The four other people I ended up sharing a tent with back at camp joined me in a daily whine-fest, listing all of the foods they never tried, places they never travelled, and the expensive shoes they wished they’d bought. What if I actually do like sushi and now I’ll never know? I don’t think I even like sushi but when you can’t have everyday things, all that stupid stuff you didn’t give a chance becomes appealing. While I slept, my brain created a glorious dream of a brightly lit restaurant where I sat eating tray after tray of sushi. I fell into a deep sleep for short but blissful hours. Please God, don’t let me starve to death. ![]()
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